Intro
In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came
Verse 1
Once upon a time I was walkin' round the way girl
Thinking of a rhyme double L Cool J to the face
I was packed in case
Strapped in mace/Mase
Nobody Hold Me Down without a chase
This one dude tried to lure me to his car
Tried to be rude but sure ain't got far
He opened the door held a pistol on me
This chosen ass whore became crystal for free
He smoked me, choked me, then provoked me
I went along just like a love song
His was Keith and I was covered in Sweat
Hard to breathe and I was Twisted in threat
He put his hand in between my thighs
Then I realized that he closed his eyes
Reached on the floor got a hold of the gun
Fortnite score shot him right in the nuts
Didn't thank him that the hammer was back
While hotshot tried his hammer in my back
Here's a dead body in the drivers seat
This flood matter cause stupendous screams
Hella blood splatter for forensic sheets
Took the mud clapper this horrendous heat
Got an analysis for the scene
His anal-list include me
I took the gat and I-ran
I took the gat and I-ran
I'm running towards Iran
They coming for my hands
As I'm running for my life I hear the cop cars
They driving to a life that I just added to a top gun
No stop sign flying like maverick
No chop time I'm drying my havoc
Hook
Smith & Wesson
(4x)
I never did that
(repeat)
That voice that calls to me
Verse 2
How can they accuse me, I was only 13
I was an acute thing with a chronic 16
In my backpack place the 500 magnum
With no new tag race like Indy 500
Finally got home so I turned on the screen
Nancy Grace and Don Lemon looking for me
Nasty trace a con felon, raw weapon, jaw venom, law lesson
They shooken by me
I'm a King of Crap like Bubba Sparxxx
I sing and rap like Marky Mark
(Good vibration)
Guess what I did with the fuckin' gun
Lose virginity fuckin' one
Chamber in my chamber like a bullet vibrator
Cock back, rock back, if I shoot shoot
Tigger bang bang then my ovaries blew blew
That'll be bomb pussy
With a bomb shell/bombshell
Caused by a bomb uzi
That fucked a bomb belle
Two bodies and blood types on a heater in hours
One from below the belt the other from my hymen shower
I pistol whipped myself like R Kelly in the closet prowler
Now I'll signal help like Kelly Rowland in Survivor
Gettin' rid of evidence, what do I do?
Multi taskin' like Carole Baskin with a basket of her man
Chopped and screwed
Cemented the strap into a big ass rock went to Houston
Dropped and threw it in a bayou
Hook
Smith & Wesson
(4x)
You know I did that
(repeat)
I don't give a fuck about a bitch
I lost my shit to a steel murder stick
(repeat)
Smith & Wesson
(3x)
Fuck a lesson
Outro
The phantom of the opera is there
In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came
Verse 1
Once upon a time I was walkin' round the way girl
Thinking of a rhyme double L Cool J to the face
I was packed in case
Strapped in mace/Mase
Nobody Hold Me Down without a chase
This one dude tried to lure me to his car
Tried to be rude but sure ain't got far
He opened the door held a pistol on me
This chosen ass whore became crystal for free
He smoked me, choked me, then provoked me
I went along just like a love song
His was Keith and I was covered in Sweat
Hard to breathe and I was Twisted in threat
He put his hand in between my thighs
Then I realized that he closed his eyes
Reached on the floor got a hold of the gun
Fortnite score shot him right in the nuts
Didn't thank him that the hammer was back
While hotshot tried his hammer in my back
Here's a dead body in the drivers seat
This flood matter cause stupendous screams
Hella blood splatter for forensic sheets
Took the mud clapper this horrendous heat
Got an analysis for the scene
His anal-list include me
I took the gat and I-ran
I took the gat and I-ran
I'm running towards Iran
They coming for my hands
As I'm running for my life I hear the cop cars
They driving to a life that I just added to a top gun
No stop sign flying like maverick
No chop time I'm drying my havoc
Hook
Smith & Wesson
(4x)
I never did that
(repeat)
That voice that calls to me
Verse 2
How can they accuse me, I was only 13
I was an acute thing with a chronic 16
In my backpack place the 500 magnum
With no new tag race like Indy 500
Finally got home so I turned on the screen
Nancy Grace and Don Lemon looking for me
Nasty trace a con felon, raw weapon, jaw venom, law lesson
They shooken by me
I'm a King of Crap like Bubba Sparxxx
I sing and rap like Marky Mark
(Good vibration)
Guess what I did with the fuckin' gun
Lose virginity fuckin' one
Chamber in my chamber like a bullet vibrator
Cock back, rock back, if I shoot shoot
Tigger bang bang then my ovaries blew blew
That'll be bomb pussy
With a bomb shell/bombshell
Caused by a bomb uzi
That fucked a bomb belle
Two bodies and blood types on a heater in hours
One from below the belt the other from my hymen shower
I pistol whipped myself like R Kelly in the closet prowler
Now I'll signal help like Kelly Rowland in Survivor
Gettin' rid of evidence, what do I do?
Multi taskin' like Carole Baskin with a basket of her man
Chopped and screwed
Cemented the strap into a big ass rock went to Houston
Dropped and threw it in a bayou
Hook
Smith & Wesson
(4x)
You know I did that
(repeat)
I don't give a fuck about a bitch
I lost my shit to a steel murder stick
(repeat)
Smith & Wesson
(3x)
Fuck a lesson
Outro
The phantom of the opera is there
( RANNA ROYCE )
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